An interesting story is recorded in "The Chronicles of the Immortal Emperor". When the Immortal Emperor Ning Fan was a boy, he accidentally displayed the sword energy of "turning fire into a sword", condensed the earthly fire into a sword, and chopped it into pieces with one sword.

Danding.

In a coma, Ning Fan fell into a dream.

In the dream, I was in a hazy sky and earth. Between the sky and the earth, there stood a thousand-foot fire monument. This is the realm of Xuanyin.

Under the monument, there is a woman whose face cannot be seen clearly, as if she is sleeping. Behind her, there is vast magic power, and a black and white sun hangs high.

"You are not Suixu..." Ning Fan said confusedly.

"Mr. Lang, please don't peek..."

The woman smiled like she was dreaming, breathed like orchid, and blew out a gust of fragrant wind, blowing Ning Fan out of his dream.

On the bed, Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little dizzy. The dream just now had been forgotten. He only vaguely remembered that he dreamed of the woman in the lock.

The moment he woke up, a mysterious woman's voice actually sounded in his mind.

"Sister, she will sleep for at least another few decades. Don't wake her up. Next time, don't peek."

"You fell asleep again..."

The mysterious woman fell asleep, and Ning Fan gradually woke up. Only then did he realize that he was naked and lying on the bed with many wounds all over his body, which seemed to be caused by a furnace explosion.

Beside the bed, Zhihe was holding a basin, his face flushed, and he was wiping his wounds carefully.

In addition to the paper crane, there was also the old devil staring at him with a troubled expression.

The old devil looked at his lower body, wondering about this?

"Hey, boy Ning, you have a future..."

Ning Fan felt a chill in his chest, God knows what kind of future the old devil had in mind.

After putting on his clothes, Ning Fan turned around and saw that the old devil was still looking at him strangely, as if he had something to say.

God knows, the old devil who kills without any calculation turns out to be an introverted old man?

"Master, if you have anything to ask, please ask..."

"With your alchemy skills, the maximum number of pills you can make now..."

"Fourth turn..."

"Hiss! You taught yourself alchemy?!" The old devil took a breath of air and rubbed his hands in his sleeves. His face was green and red, and he was full of embarrassment.

"Didn't I tell you that before I was captured by the Hehuan Sect, I was a doctor who treated gods and goddesses. It's strange that I can make elixirs?"

"Okay, okay. As a demon cultivator, you have to tell lies. The more I look at you, the more satisfied I am with you!" The old demon saw at a glance that Ning Fan was talking nonsense, but he was even happier.

Demonic cultivation should be mysterious.

"Write me a copy of the elixir recipe, and I will go to refine the elixir myself, and then go into seclusion... Qimei City's 'Dao Fruit Auction' was originally my task, and I gave it to you to host. If the auction is messed up, I will kill you.

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"You are reluctant to kill me..." Ning Fan cursed in his heart, took a pen and paper, and wrote down the recipe for the 'Seven Yin and Yang Mysterious Pills', including the proportions of medicinal materials and precautions for refining the pills. After all, the old devil was only a third-level alchemist.

Ning Fan was worried that the old demon wouldn't be able to refine to the fourth level.

"Elixirs that are related to the life and death of demon cultivators must be refined by oneself. No one can believe it. This is the iron rule of demon cultivators..." The old demon's words were full of remarks, but Ning Fan could see that the old demon refined the elixirs by himself.

Medicine, it’s not that you don’t trust yourself, but that you don’t want to lose face.

The disciple is already a fourth-level alchemist, but he is only a third-level alchemist. He still calls himself a bullshit ‘Korean Medicine Master’, and he’s too embarrassed to be seen in public!

"I must refine the fourth-level elixir, and I can't let my apprentice compete with me!" The old devil wants face, and he wants it to the death.

However, when he glanced at the elixir recipe and saw that Ning Fan had written down how to control the fire in every step, he felt a little unhappy.

It's not like I just learned alchemy, but I also marked it step by step... Wait, this step, this technique, 'Elixir is divided into two yin', what does it mean? Why can't I understand... Uh, in this step, you have to collect fire into the elixir? Why?

Accept? Why haven’t I seen this technique before?!

He looked a little ugly. It was not his fault that Ning Fan had clearly marked it, but his explanation of the steps of alchemy was too little.

I don’t understand, I don’t understand, this boy Ning’s alchemy skills are really better than mine! I have never seen this alchemy technique before!

"Would you like to ask Mr. Ning for advice..." He just had this thought in his mind, and immediately turned red and shook his head.

"If I ask for advice from Mr. Ning, I will be reborn in my mother's womb and have no face to see anyone!"

He held the pill prescription, put on an old-fashioned expression, and glanced at Ning Fan with admiration.

"Well, it's good. I've read the recipe and there's nothing wrong with it. In fact, I know the recipe. I asked you to write it because I want to test your understanding of the recipe. Well, you passed the test."

The old devil waved his sleeves and walked out of the house with a smile. The little paper crane took a big breath and patted his chest, "Brother Fan, it was so dangerous. Fortunately, you wrote the recipe correctly. Otherwise, this old devil would have killed you."

your…"

This little girl has a pure mind, but she was frightened by the old devil's pretense.

Ning Fan laughed, patted Zhihe's little head, looked at the old devil's back, and vaguely felt that this old devil who killed people without any calculation was a little cute.

"This 'Seven Yin and Yang Mysterious Pill' is a pill recipe created by Emperor Luan Gu. The old devil knows the pill recipe, so it's a shame that he even tested himself... The old devil frowned twice just now. Apparently, there are two formulas on the pill recipe.

He can't understand the steps, he can't understand, and he still pretends, haha, this old devil is quite interesting..."

Ning Fan's heart was full of joy. He had never thought that after meeting the old devil, cultivating the devil would be such a joyful thing.

Zhihe stared at the smiling Ning Fan with his big eyes, and he was fascinated by it.

Brother Fan looks great when he smiles.

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In order to save face, Lao Mo completely abandoned Qimei City. He gave Ning Fan a task - to host the 'Dao Fruit Auction'.

The old devil spoke in a relaxed tone, making Ning Fan mistakenly think that the auction was a small matter. But then, he realized that he was wrong.

The venue of the 'Dao Fruit Auction' is in Shenxu Pavilion! That extremely mysterious and powerful force!

Hosting an auction is not as simple as going up to sell something. Dao fruit is a supremely precious thing. On the day of the auction, there will be countless spirit fusion and even golden elixir masters coming to Qimei City.

Receiving these old monsters and maintaining public order in Qimei City has become Ning Fan's top priority. Without the old monsters, if there are real Jindan old monsters killing people and causing trouble in Qimei City, will Ning Fan take care of it or not?

No matter what, the auction is going to be messed up. No matter...what should I do to control the old monster of Jindan?

In addition to maintaining law and order, Ning Fan also needs to contact all the forces in Qimei City to attend the auction together.

In Qimei City, except for the three demon guards of the 'Three Black Demon Army', the remaining demon cultivators belong to the four major families of Qimei. The four major families seem to look down on Ning Fan, and among the three demon guards, except Yuchi

The Mei Guard led by Mei Wei and the other two guards did not show respect to Ning Fan at all.

He ordered Yuchi to send out an invitation to invite representatives from the three guards and four tribes to discuss the auction. As a result, no one came.

Do these people want to give themselves a blow? Sure enough, no matter what a demon cultivator does, if he wants to convince people, he must rely on strength.

"Yu Chi, I heard that the Situ Commander of the Sword Guard has black grass in his mansion? He seems to be the most opposed to me becoming the Young Master of Qimei and leading the Mei Guard..." Ning Fan spoke in a very calm tone in the main hall of Sifan Palace.

"Replying to the young master, the second brother is a bit stubborn and has prejudices against the young master, but...he probably doesn't mean any harm..." If anyone is here, they will definitely find that at this moment, the dignified Commander Yuchi of Meiwei is killing people like a head.

The ruthless person in Diandi was actually submissive to Ning Fan.

At this moment, Yuchi was completely convinced by Ning Fan. Ning Fan is a third-level alchemist! An alchemist who can refine elixirs of the golden elixir stage! In the Yue Kingdom, wherever he goes, he can enjoy the treatment of a master of the golden elixir stage! This

The appeal of an alchemist at this level is extremely terrifying. As long as he says something to kill someone, there will probably be countless soul-melting masters from the righteous and demonic paths who will obey Ning Fan's orders for a single pill.

In fact, if the elixir was cherished, even the old monster of the golden elixir would come to help Ning Fan.

In the past, the old demon was a third-level alchemist. When he attacked the righteous path, he would give an order and countless demons would often respond and follow. That scene... tsk tsk tsk tsk...

In his mind, Yuchi imagined the grand scene of Ning Fan's attack on Zhengdao. When he thought of Ning Fan's terrifying murderous intent that day, he admired him even more.

"When can I go out with my young master to kick out a sect, that would be a great pleasure. How many years has it been since I killed someone and kicked out a sect!"

When he was thinking about the future, Ning Fan's voice sounded.

"Yuchi, Yuchi, wake up, don't be distracted, I'm talking to you..."

"Ahem, cough, cough... Young Master, I'm sorry, I'm rude..." Yuchi finally recovered from his delusions and looked at Ning Fan eagerly, "What you just said, Young Master, can you say it again."

"I said, you lead the way, I will go to the Jianwei Mansion, meet Situ, and pull out his black grass."

"Hiss! Young master, you can't do it. My second brother has a lot of prejudice against you. He has a fierce sword and drinks blood. If he sees you and does anything to you, the city lord will blame his subordinates." Yuchi.

I was a little worried that Situ would have a fight with Ning Fan.

"I have refined a hundred 'Sun and Moon Pills' before, and a hundred Meiwei must have broken through the bottleneck of the fifth level of Pulex Pulse..." Ning Fan smiled inexplicably.

"Take these hundred plum guards and show them to Commander Situ that I, Ning Fan, am qualified to lead the plum guards and become the young master of the seven plum guards!"
Chapter completed!